The Sun King's Evidence

"The Saint Sophia is hit and on fire!" On top of the Enterprise, Ryan and others were observing the battle. It seemed that because they were afraid of the power of the Enterprise, the undead battleship had no intention of fighting close to the Enterprise. The two sides were separated by one or two kilometers. Shooting from such a distance, there were countless splashes, but only a few hit.

Ryan had originally hoped to reverse the situation through a boarding battle, but he soon discovered that the undead pirates were not just idiots. The bitter consequences of the boarding battle had already been experienced in the previous sea battle.

This time, the undead pirates said they would not give the Enterprise and the Saint Sophia a chance for a boarding battle. As long as the Enterprise tried to close the distance, the undead battleship would immediately set sail and turn around, never giving any chance for a boarding battle. .

The ironclad ship was bulky, and its steering and speed were not as fast as the undead warship. Ryan tried to ride the griffon Imperius to get closer, but Count Noctilus immediately ordered the musketeers to focus on the Imperius, and the griffin had no way to get close. After trying twice in vain against the enemy, Ryan could only fly back to the Enterprise and continue to wait for opportunities.

As for group teleportation, where are they teleported to? Teleport onto the deck of an enemy ship? Isn't that seeking death?

Ryan felt very aggrieved by this, but he really had nothing to do. In a sea battle of this level, the undead fleet had made up its mind not to engage in a boarding battle, so it was difficult for him to have a chance to display his personal bravery.

The artillery fire rumbled, and the Enterprise kept firing. Little Thorgreen directed the dwarf gunners to reload the cannonballs. The mustache's face was filled with excitement and excitement. He was laughing wildly, nodding constantly, and his eyes narrowed: " That's right, Grimnir is here, this is it, this is the war I want, big is strong! Fire! Fire!"

Even though Ryan was very anxious when he heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. Strong ships, powerful guns, and large-caliber fire suppression are absolutely politically correct for some people.

"Boom!" The three naval guns fired together, blasting out three water columns on the sea about 20 meters in front of an undead battleship. The Enterprise shook for a while, Sulia and Olica stood behind Ryan, Ollie Ka has summoned the Staff of Erth and put on her battle leather clothes. Sulia is also fully armed. She can't wait to use the Dance of the Void again: "Ryan, the Saint Sophia is on fire. The bridge where my brother was was hit."

"Yes, they are putting out the fire. Brother Fulgrim should be fine, but Lord Pirazzo seems to be injured." Ryan used his super vision as a primarch to look, and he noticed that Fulgrim was a little embarrassed, and the silver His long, silky hair was stained with a lot of cannon fodder. Deputy Legion Commander Pirazzo was hit by a warpstone lightning cannon and was burnt to a crisp on the spot. Fortunately, his injuries were not serious. Only his chest, waist and head were injured by the warpstone lightning cannon. , which would be fatal to a mortal, but to Pirazzo, who had been transformed into a Primaris Emperor's Sons Space Marine by the hatching pool of the Old Ones, it was just a few flesh wounds.

"You will also have heirs of that level in the future, right?" Sulia held a monocular telescope. She suddenly remembered what Ryan told her bit by bit during this period. It took several days. We just talked about Angron becoming more and more mentally retarded. He started equipping all of his heirs with Butcher's Nails, getting angry when he had nothing to do, and killing his personal guards indiscriminately.

It was really difficult for Sulia to connect the bloodthirsty madman in Ryan's mouth with the kind uncle Angron now, but she could understand why Angron now likes to take care of his nephew so much and loves farming and animal husbandry. Then To outsiders, it seems like a peaceful farm life with no pursuits.

In short, this is what Angron wants, the family love and pastoral time he has dreamed of his whole life.

"Primaris Gray Knights, we are doing it, we are doing it, do you think I have lied to you?" Ryan directed the soldiers to reload the cannons and said to Sulia: "But their strength is not comparable to The potential to play Devon Hill Jr. and Frederick Jr.”

Before he finished speaking, a giant cannonball was fired from a distance, targeting the bridge where Ryan was standing!

"Sighing Rosary!" Ryan immediately recited the incantation. His reaction speed exceeded the limit of ordinary people. The psychic energy of the Gray Knight's Primarch enveloped the entire bridge, and the punishment force field formed by light and shadow forcibly deflected the flying star. The incoming giant cannonball passed by the bridge and blasted into the ocean, raising at least a fifty-meter-high water column.

Everyone on the bridge gulped. Even the most confident Sol Green knew deep down that the Enterprise's obsidian armor could not block this shot.

Ryan only felt a little pain in his head. Using a large amount of psychic energy so close to the maelstrom made him a little uncomfortable, but he recovered quickly. The King of Knights just opened his mouth and was about to say something. Not far away , an identical shell also flew towards the Saint Sophia.

In an instant, the bridge exploded, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The command room of the bridge was instantly penetrated. Amidst the debris of glass and iron plates, the bridge was on fire. By the way, the bridge was on fire, and the people who had just returned to the command room and were looking at the charts were also killed. Fulgan's whole body was directly knocked off the Saint Sophia and fell into the sea.

The wood elf princess Karona was shocked when she saw this situation, and she quickly followed him and jumped into the sea.

The Saint Sophia instantly lost command, and not far away, another undead battleship "Sauron" carrying a Queen Bess cannon and two dark elf battleships were already heading towards the Saint Sophia.

"Damn it!" Ryan slapped the railing angrily. Fulgrim was really in bad luck. He shouted at little Thor Green: "Thor Green, kill that undead battleship carrying the giant cannon!"

"We cannot guarantee a hit, Your Majesty!" Little Sol Green shouted from below: "And there are not many shells left! I suggest you use them to attack enemies at close range!"

"Where's the one you prepared before? Use it!" Ryan shouted next.

"Which one?" Little Thorgreen was stunned, and then he remembered something: "You mean, Big Daddy?"

"Whoops~" A smoking undead shell directly bombarded the driving deck. The shell left a mark on the obsidian armor with a thud, and then fell down reluctantly, landing on little Sol Green's head. around.

"The Saint Sophia needs air support!" Ryan shouted: "Send the air force immediately to take the initiative to attack the enemy's Deathbone battleship!"

"Understood!" Little Thorgreen responded immediately, and a few mustaches received the order. They braved gunfire and rushed to the rotorcraft apron.

"Go to the rotorcraft! Confirm the target!" The Old Guard musketeers on the deck were using muskets on the side deck to shoot at the undead pirate deck shooters and musketeers on the opposite undead battleship. Little Thor Green held a rifle in his hand. He fired off the shotguns and ran wildly while still not forgetting to give orders and laugh crazily: "The real battle begins now!"

After saying that, Little Thorgreen pulled down the goggles on his head.

Braving enemy fire, the mustaches rushed toward the apron at the stern of the ship with iron barrels filled with dwarf beer (fuel for the dwarf gyroplane steam engine): "Grimnir Thunder, attack!"

"Attack!"

"Target, three o'clock! The target is obvious!"

"Three o'clock!"

The propeller of the gyrocopter rotated rapidly, and the dwarf helicopter took off. Little Thorgreen held the handle and laughed: "Big Daddy is here!"

Above the smoke-filled blue sea and sky, the dwarf rotor helicopter rushed towards the Dead Bones at an extremely fast speed. Little Thorgreen saw the right moment and pulled the trigger: "Go to hell! Bones, Grimmni." I curse you!"

The dwarf sulfur minigun spewed out a series of tongues of fire, and the gyrocopter passed by from a low altitude, harvesting enemies on the deck of the Dead Bone. The well-equipped deck shooters and deep sea guards were hit by the tongues of fire. Fell down in patches.

"Oh haha~" Little Sol Green pulled up the handle. He saw the right moment and pressed a button hard: "You have a special delivery~!"

"Whoops!" A large bomb fell from the dwarf rotorcraft Grimnir Thunderbolt. This bomb was named Big Daddy by the dwarves. It was astonishingly powerful.

Big Daddy also has a parting gift from Musilon Gun Factory written on his body.

"Have a good day!"

"Boom!" Big Daddy came, and the bomb fell on the deck of the Dead Bone. The explosion flames and rising mushroom clouds rushed into the sky. Half of the entire deck of the Dead Bone was blown up, and even exposed Inside the cabin, little Sol Green only had time to look back: "Granny is up there, have you killed him?"

The answer is yes. The Queen Bess cannon was blown up so much that the barrel flew out of the battleship and fell into the sea.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah~" Little Sol Green cheered a few times, and several green lights came from behind. Two bullet marks were scratched on the armor of the helicopter. Mustache quickly looked back.

A Skaven dimensional stone aircraft flew behind them. The dimensional stone rat Trin fired at the dwarf gyrocopter: "Give me the beard thing, drop it, drop it, yesyes~"

"Come on! Damn mouse, your Grandpa Thorgreen is going to send you to see the Horned Rat today!" Little Thorgreen roared excitedly, and the dwarf gyrocopter lifted up and flew upwards.

The sky has become colorful, with the spells of the high-precision mage, the spells of the undead pirates, the spells of the dark elves, the breath of the two dragons, and the ballistic trajectories of bows, arrows, and artillery. The fierce sea battle is still going on, and it has been fifteen years. An undead battleship sank or lost combat effectiveness.

But the price paid by the high elves was extremely huge. Eight Star Dragon ships were sunk, and four more ships were destroyed. What made the high elf fleet even worse was that the dark elf fleet had been vacated along the middle of the two columns of the undead fleet. The sea area joined the battlefield, the sound of cannons on the Black Ark, and the bombardment of ultra-long-range Reaper ballistae and magic missiles covering all directions made the high elves exhausted and trapped in a bitter battle.

At the end of the fleet, the Saint Sophia had been damaged by the heavy focus of the Bess Queen's cannon. The deck, bow, and bridge were all hit by bullets and caught fire. Fulgen quickly returned to the ironclad ship holding the wood elf princess Karona who was almost drowned. Continuing to command the battle, Master Jin summoned the sea elements to cooperate to protect the armored ship, but there were too many enemies.

The Enterprise miraculously missed under the protection of Ryan's psychic field and Orica's dark magic. The dark elf fleet realized something when they saw Orika's dark spell and did not move towards it. The Enterprise attacked with all its strength, and at the same time it did not give the Enterprise any chance to engage in a broadside battle. It took two hours for the ironclad to turn, and there was no space, so it had to stay at the rear to fight.

Even so, the Enterprise sank three Undead battleships and destroyed a Dark Elf giant ship.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Ryan was still commanding the ironclad ship to move with full left rudder, trying to find an opportunity to break into the undead fleet and find an opportunity for Count Noctilus's flagship Bloody Reaver to conduct a beheading operation, but Raymond rushed forward quickly. Come, he shouted towards Ryan: "Your Majesty, there are no more cannonballs!"

"What?" Ryan was shocked.

"Your Majesty, the cannonballs have been used up, there are no more cannonballs." Raymond's face was dark, and he shouted with a cry: "They are all used up!"

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Juan punched the railing hard: "Goddess of War, please protect your believers!"

Ryan's face was as black as ink. At the critical moment, there were no more cannonballs!

what to do? ! Even if he is the Primarch of the Gray Knights, he can't transform into a cannonball at this time!

what to do? ! How can we continue to fight without shells?

Should we prepare the Enterprise to be shattered into pieces, shout His Majesty the Emperor on board, and launch a long live charge?

"Damn it! Damn it!" Ryan shouted unwillingly: "Full left rudder, move forward at full speed! Even if we die, we will die on the way to charge!"

"yes!"

After the Enterprise's artillery sound was silenced, the Saint Sophia's artillery sound was also silent. The dark elf Kraken Lord Lockhea-Fallen Heart, who was located on the Tower of God's Blessed Evil Party, saw an opportunity. He found the golden Kraken sea monster. The face behind the mask let out a distorted laugh: "Hey, there are no more cannonballs, the human ironclad ship has no more cannonballs!"

"Pass my order, all fleets, follow the Black Ark and launch a general attack!"

"yes!"

At the same time, Ulthuan, in the outpost above the Dragon's Spine Mountains.

The high elf Phoenix King Fenubar and his personal White Lion Guards are watching the battle here.

At this time, the situation of the high-precision fleet was already very bad. Facing the fierce attack of the dark elf fleet, Sea Lord Aislin suddenly ordered the full sail to turn. The high-precision fleet suddenly turned collectively under the escort of the dragon, temporarily getting rid of the entanglement of the undead fleet. , but the high elf fleet located in the leeward direction cannot pick up the speed, and it is only a matter of time before it is scattered and overwhelmed by the dark elf fleet.

"The attack of the ironclad ship has stalled. There should be no shells." Cohir said to Fenuba: "Your Majesty, this is dangerous. Let's leave quickly and fight again. Your safety is related to the safety of the entire Ulthuan! "

Fenuba watched the sea battle nervously. His face was bloodless and his voice was trembling. The Phoenix King felt that his legs were weak and his hands were shaking. Hearing Cohir's words, he swallowed hard. , said tremblingly: "Go and call Imrik, I know he is watching nearby."

"Your Majesty?" Cohill didn't understand.

"I said, go get Imric! Didn't you hear me?!" Fenuba suddenly roared: "Tell him that the Phoenix King wants to see him!"

"Yes!" Cohill hurried over.

Within five minutes, the roar of the dragon resounded throughout the Dragon's Spine Mountains. The ancient shining star dragon Minat Nir carried Prince Imric of Caledor to Fenubar. Imric was cold and cold. He raised his chin, his arrogance seemingly boundless: "Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"

"Sir Imrik, come here, okay?" Fenubar motioned to Prince Caledor to come over.

Imrik didn't quite understand what Fenubar meant. In his eyes, he was just a scumbag and a mascot. However, he was also the elected Phoenix King after all. The Dragon Prince still came up and said, "Your Majesty?"

Before he finished speaking, Fenubar immediately stretched out his hands and held the hands of Prince Caledor tightly. His emotional voice continued: "Lord Imric!!!"

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" The Dragon Prince, who had always been proud, felt a little embarrassed when the Phoenix King held his hands. Imric subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Finuba held his hands tightly and said, "Imric Sir! Let me beg you!"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, please tell me something. Don't do this." Imrik was at a loss by Fenuba's move. He even blushed: "This is not good."

"Sir Imric! Can't we really share the same enemy with Tyrion and tide over the difficulties together?!" Fenubar said in a voice that was almost pleading: "Ulthuan needs Caledor, I, Fenubar, need You Imrik!"

"Your Majesty! It's not that I don't want to contribute, but that guy Tyrion is really..." Imrik became angry when he mentioned this matter. He tried to throw away Fenubar's hands: "There has never been such a thing. It makes sense.”

"Imrik, Imrik, this name is the name of the first ancient dragon tamed by Caledor Dragon Tamer. Do you still remember it?" Finuba held Yi firmly. Imric's hands never let go: "Look at our home, look at the great Ulthuan, look at the volcano at your feet, and look at the maelstrom in the distance, Lord Imric, you Do you still remember? Your ancestor Caledo sacrificed everything to protect this place!!!"

"Sir Imric, I, Fenubar, beg you, can't you really help Tyrion and the others?!" Fenubar continued to speak slowly, while the Phoenix King's eyes were sincere and clear.

Imrik was finally moved. Prince Caledor gently withdrew his hand, feeling Fenubar's body temperature on his hands. Prince Caledor pondered for a long time, looked at the sea battle in the distance, and hesitated for a long time. After one minute and fifty seconds, he finally gritted his teeth.

"Your Majesty, I..."

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